He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and at the small jade bottle in his hand.
After hesitating for a while, Shaoyin took a step back: "Sorry."
She wasn't trying to be cruel to him. In the past few years, he has often taken care of her. Although she doesn't need it, she appreciates it.
He is about to face the fate of his golden core being poached, the sect is ruthless, and he is scarred and has nowhere to go. She also sympathizes with him.
But because of sympathy, she lied to him temporarily and agreed to marry him, Shaoyin thought about it and felt it was inappropriate.
"I serve the suzerain wholeheartedly." She opened her eyes wide, trying to show a sincere expression, "I don't think about other things."
Chen Feng met her eyes and saw the openness in her eyes. That was the magnanimity that can only be had if there is no affection for him, so she couldn't help pursing her lips.
It was like this last time, she was not interested in what he said to her, but when he mentioned that senior, she immediately looked up at him.
If it wasn't for a nun...
Fingers tightened.
"You keep this." He thrust the little jade bottle into her hand without refusal, his eyes were half closed, and his eyes became narrower and deeper, "I'll ask you again when I come back."
If he came out in good order, he would definitely ask her again.
He hoped that by then, she would still be young and healthy, with many years to live.
"If you ask me again, you will get the same answer." Seeing that he insisted on this, Shao Yin did not refuse any more, took the small jade bottle, looked up at him and said: "Chen Feng, the past is the past, no Come back again."
Some things have changed.
From the moment he turned his head to look for immortals and set foot on that road, he was no longer the second boy of the Chen family. He is Chen Feng, who is different from He Lingyin Xianfan, not Chen Er, who is He Lingyin's childhood sweetheart.
Chen Er can confess to her and look forward to her answer. It was inappropriate for Chen Feng to ask this question.
Her eyes are clear, but they are not pure and clear to the bottom, but contain the tranquility of precipitation, which makes people see that she gave the answer after mature thinking.
Chen Feng's heart suddenly tightened.
Her thin lips parted slightly, and she wanted to say something, but her throat felt dry and she couldn't say anything.
"You go to find your way, and may you soar up to ninety thousand miles." Shaoyin put away the little jade bottle and smiled at him, "You will find a Taoist partner who matches your heart, don't worry that this road is lonely. "
With his excellence, there are countless women in Qingzhou, Nanyu, Shangjie and even Xianyu who like him. They may be gentle, maybe arrogant, maybe sophisticated, maybe innocent, but without exception, they all like him wholeheartedly and are willing to get close to him and understand him.
There was encouragement in her eyes, like an ordinary friend, sending blessings to those who traveled far.
But this is not what Chen Feng wants!
He did not want such encouragement at all. Feeling inexplicably irritable, he pursed his lips and stared at her with deep eyes: "You can't convince me."
He thinks that her refusal at this moment is all because Xianfan is different. It was indeed not good for him to turn his head and leave at the beginning, and it hurt her heart. But when he found the treasure, planted a spiritual root for her, and led her on this road, everything would be different!
In that secret realm, there are such spiritual creatures!
Thinking of this, he cheered up, looked at her with burning eyes and said, "Wait for me to come back!"
After saying that, he stopped listening to her answer and Yu Jian left.
Shaoyin stood where he was, watching him disappear into the sky like a shooting star, and couldn't help sighing.
"May you have a good trip."
She knew in her heart that his trip was not smooth, and all these hardships were for meeting the next opportunity. But out of feelings, I still can't help but hope that he will go well and not suffer too much.
"He's so miserable." He was speechless, but he didn't have much sincerity. Instead, he was a little interested, "Will he come again?"
When he came out of the secret realm, the golden core was gone, the sect was ruthless, and he was as miserable as a bereaved dog, or a wounded dog. Will he come to find her green plum
Proud as a dragon, are you willing to appear in front of Qingmei with such a distressed appearance
"maybe."
Shaoyin didn't know the answer either. Whether he comes or not, her answer will not change. It's useless to think too much, he hasn't been here for more than ten years and won't come back, she still has a lot of things to do.
In the land of Qingzhou, the reputation of Mortal Sect has already been established. But this area is too big, and mortals can't go through it in a lifetime, so people from far away want to learn from the teacher, but they can't get there.
Shaoyin asked the disciples in each branch hall to record it and send it to the headquarters every six months.
Regardless of whether they have spiritual roots or not, they will be taught for half a year, and then sent to each branch hall to fill the empty posts in the branch hall.
After Shaoyin's arrogant visits, brazen compensation, vicious beating and killing of his beloved disciples to blackmail and other acts, no small sect in Qingzhou has dared to go beyond the rules, and the disciples became more relaxed.
There are also mortals who sue mortals, but the government doesn't care, so they come to the mortal sect for help. These cases are not accepted by the Mortal Sect, and they will not accept them at all.
Some people complained, saying that the mortal sect was ignorant, ruthless, and lacked the justice, integrity, and petition for mortals that everyone imagined.
These things spread to Shaoyin's ears, and he was not moved at all. The purpose of the establishment of the Mortal Sect is to create a clear river that no monks are allowed to cross.
This is a river, but also a sword, but also a monument. If you want to be clear, you want to be shiny and sharp, and you want to be majestic and intimidating, you can't be contaminated with chores.
Time passed slowly, and fifteen years passed in a blink of an eye.
Father He is getting old. He didn't take the longevity pill that Shaoyin gave him. In his life, there were sweets and bitters, and the medical skills had been passed on to his disciples, and he also wrote a book, recording everything he had learned in his life, asking himself, he had no regrets, and he did not want to violate the destiny.
The daughter fell into the eyes of the fairy and got the fate of the fairy. Although she is in her thirties, she still looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen. Father He is still happy about this. He doesn't have fairy fate, but his daughter does, and he is very proud that he can see a wider world.
As for the matter of getting married, how can such mundane affairs contaminate immortals? He never mentioned the matter of marrying Shaoyin again.
"The hero is out!" Hui Hui, who had marked Chen Feng, sensed his movements in an instant, "His golden core has been dug out!"
Shaoyin was feeding her father medicine. Listening to its report, holding the spoon, he fed his father the medicine steadily.
"Cough, no, there's no need." Father He didn't want to take the medicine anymore. He didn't want to stay on the bed any longer. He pushed away the medicine bowl, and his cloudy eyes gradually brightened, "Yinyin, Take, take Dad to fly around in the sky, okay, okay?"
Seeing his faint vitality, Shaoyin pursed her lips.
Suddenly, Zhanyan smiled: "Okay."
Put the remaining half bowl of medicine aside, and carefully help his father to sit up. Dressed him in the most decent clothes, wiped his face, combed his hair, and helped him out.
She had never shown her monk skills in front of her father, but at this moment, she used her spiritual power to transform into a white long sword, which was suspended in the air under their feet.
Father He opened his eyes wide, looked at it excitedly, and bent down to touch it.
Shaoyin enlarged and widened the long sword, supported his father to stand on it, and then drove the long sword up slowly.
When the long sword was raised to the level of the house, Father He couldn't stop shaking. He was so strong and tried to keep calm: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all, it's just that my hands and feet are disobedient. When people get old, their hands and feet just don't obey. "
Shaoyin smiled and said, "Then shall we fly up again?"
"Fly!" Father He said stubbornly.
Shaoyin drove the long sword and slowly lifted into the air.
Father He was very nervous at first, but when the house on the ground became smaller and the tension reached its peak, he gradually calmed down. Try to open your eyes wide, overlooking the earth.
They live in Chenjiazhuang.
The county seat where Chenjiazhuang is located.
Ukraine.
Further up, you can see Qingzhou and the Southern Territory.
I saw the Northern Territory, Western Desert, and East China Sea, which were about the same size as the Southern Territory.
At this height, the air was already very thin, and he didn't notice it at all, because there was a transparent spiritual power cover around him, which maintained the balance of air and temperature. He looked at all this greedily and sighed repeatedly.
Shaoyin drives Feijian to take him around.
He became more and more energetic, until the cloudy eyes became clear again. However, the fire of life is dim and weak, as if it can be extinguished by a gentle wind.
"Don't waste this life, don't waste this life!"
Back home, just lying on the bed, before closing his eyes, Father He died.
Shaoyin closed her eyes.
He took a long breath and let it out slowly. He lowered his head and closed his eyes for his father.
After burying his father, Shaoyin handed over what his father had learned in this life to his disciples, locked the gate of the courtyard, and left.
The Mortal Sect's development in Qingzhou has stabilized, and she is going to other continents to spread the sect's influence.
Her father has gone, she has nothing to worry about, she can go anywhere.
At the same time, Chen Feng gritted his teeth and staggered into the fateful opportunity.
Every time I can't get over it, I caress the beads on my wrist. He thought of the girl in his hometown, and the promise he owed, with a fire burning in his chest, supporting him through dangers again and again.
Finally, not only did he rebuild the golden elixir, but it was also a rare purple elixir. Although his cultivation base is in the golden core stage, he can already fight the Nascent Soul cultivator.
When he saw the sun again, he didn't seek revenge immediately, but flew to his hometown.
Revenge is not in a hurry, Xuantianzong can't run away, but his sweetheart is a mortal, and his lifespan is limited, so he needs to cherish it.
The small courtyard of the He family has not been lived in for many years. At first, Father He's disciples came to clean and repair it. But later he moved his family to a big city, so he couldn't take care of it.
Most of the formerly vibrant fences were broken, with vines climbing on them, and no one took care of the dead places, which looked messy.
One house collapsed, and the roof was covered with weeds.
Chen Feng only took one look and knew that the person he was looking for was not here.
Decades have passed, and the uncle who knew him back then has already turned into a pile of dust. Aunt Wang and others also passed away, and the youthful and lively friends of the past have become old men.
Someone who recognized him, with eyes full of awe and envy, pointed him in the direction of the deep mountain: "Fairy He has been accepted as a saint and has been serving the immortals."
When Chen Feng came back last time, he knew that she served the seniors of Mortal Sect. Coming back this time, I just got used to it. He should go to the Mortal Sect.
"Thank you." He nodded, and then left in the air.
Mortal Sect's sect has been expanded several times, and it is more than ten times larger than when Elder Zhu and others came.
It was just an empty palace back then, but now it has become a serious sect, divided into various halls, and cultivating newly recruited disciples.
"Are you looking for the saint?" One of the disciples received him, and said enviously, "The saint was taken away by the suzerain and hasn't returned for more than ten years."
Chen Feng frowned upon hearing this.
"Is there any contact information?" He asked.
contact method? Of course there are.
But ordinary disciples don't have it, only the hall masters have it.
Chen Feng went to look for the hall master again, and finally learned of Shaoyin's whereabouts, so he rushed there immediately.
After traveling for half a year, he finally found Shaoyin's place to stay.
The Mortal Sect has established a main hall in Yuezhou, where both the suzerain and the saintess are located.
Before entering the door, Chen Feng thought about many scenarios of meeting. The Yan Zhuan Dan he gave her was not of high grade and could not last for so many years. Did she buy it later? How old is her appearance now
She has no spiritual roots and is of a mortal body. Even if she takes the Zengshou Pill, her physical condition is limited. Can she withstand long journeys and bumps? Are you healthy now
In fact, Chen Feng didn't quite understand why the senior chose Yinyin as the saint.
Although she is beautiful, gentle and kind-hearted, she is good everywhere, but she is a mortal! Ordinary people have limited energy and physical strength, and it is very hard to work with a monk. Why is that senior not considerate
I thought about many pictures, but the only thing I didn't expect was...